Vampires Live Longer

Chapter One- Craving

I dropped the phone, and started sobbing. My mascara was going everywhere. I couldn't even grasp the idea that my who family died that day. A drunk driver killed them when they were going to get food for dinner. This made me burn with anger. I cried and began to pull myself up to go for a walk to the drugstore for candy. I also couldn't process the idea that I might go into the system because I had nobody to raise me.

I took the back way to the drugstore, and something was wrong. You know that creepy feeling you get before somebody gets murdered? Well it's happening to me. I began to get lost so I went into this store to ask for directions. They looked at me confused and then laughed, making me feel like the idiot I am. I began to travel to the back of the store looking around, when a tall man approached me. he had bags beneath his eyes and his lips were stained red, he wore a old torn sweatshirt. He then spoke in a deep tone, "would you like to live?" He pulled out this brown bag. "Yes?" I said shaking. "Take this, remember you'll crave if you have water not food." I took the bag, stupidly, and I walked out only to notice I shouldn't have done that.

I got home and opened the bag, what lies was pills, small ,blue, oval shaped pills. I wanted to die with the rest of my family instead of spending it with another one. So I took the pills, I didn't even care anymore. I went to go get a glass of water. When I started to loose all feeling, then I quickly and went into a seizure. I was there on the floor shaking continuously. I couldn't help myself, I began to scream out of the horrendous pain scraping at the surface of my skin. I noticed I was dying then and there. My skin began to change into a paler tone, and my eyes became bloodshot as I kept screaming in the burning pain that was my skin. Then I was out.

I woke up to the sound of dogs barking, but I don't have dogs. I went to check it out, there wasn't even dogs in my yard. I was puzzled, then I felt it deep down my stomach began to rumble. I was craving for something warm, and thick. Something that was bittersweet and this craving was killing me.

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